Live the leisurely life of the mountain village

Chapter 131 "One Song Sets the Storm"

early morning.

Zhuang Qiu got up early in the morning, and started to cook dark dishes in this quiet mountain village, and the aroma of the dishes wafted all the way.

Zhuang Qiu started the live broadcast directly without shame. There was news that a little boy live broadcasted himself sleeping, and Zhuang Qiu also wanted to increase his income before going to bed.

But now it's morning, you can only increase your income after ordering meals.

Huayuelou, who had just returned from delivering the meteorite, saw the pitch-black ingredients in front of him, couldn't help being shocked, couldn't help moving his nose, and said in surprise, "It smells so good!"

In fact, Zhuang Qiu's dishes look like dark dishes on the surface, but under the skill of Zhuang Qiu's kitchen god, they have already reached the level of perfection, and they have reached the realm of returning to the basics. In fact, they are really delicious.

Seeing Huayuelou's sand sculptured face, Zhuang Qiu couldn't help but rolled his eyes, this kid is not in good shape.

"How about you sing two songs to cheer up the fans in the live broadcast room." Zhuang Qiu said.

The audience in the live broadcast room instantly became fussy:
"Kill me to cheer him up."

"Master Zhuang sings, and his mana is boundless."

"This dark food is really delicious?"

"Do something about hell? (dog head)"

Huayuelou was taken aback for a moment, then nodded.

"Oh, the first time I rode a motorcycle~ I forgot to turn on the big lock on the brakes, so I drove slowly until I reached the public toilet, oh, riding a motorcycle~"

Huayuelou exhaled fragrance, and an impromptu Cantonese song was immediately shown.

At this moment, I can no longer hold back the tumultuous souls of the audience.

"My scalp is numb."

"Stop, stop! What is this damn singing?"

"Others sing for money, but you sing for your life."

"I don't want to see people hammered to death in country Z without you."

Zhuang Qiu saw that the audience masters were not happy, and hurriedly told Huayuelou to shut up.

"Let's sing with Master Zhuang. Maybe he sings well."

"That's right, sing quickly."

"I want to listen!!!"

"Maybe Master Zhuang sings the same thing."

"I didn't see any drama, so I guess it's another master with tone-deafness."

"A classic Cantonese song just now was directly ruined by them."

Zhuang Qiu couldn't help touching his nose, looking at the audience's barrage, feeling a little guilty.

At this moment, suddenly, there was movement outside the window.

With a bang, the two saw an orange fox jump into the house.

"Niu b, everyone, please look, we have caught a Great Fox Immortal."

Just as Zhuang Qiu was speaking, Hu Daxian raised his hand and made a bow.

Once again, the entire live broadcast room was noisy, and the audience was in an uproar.

"Damn it, this fox wants to become a spirit."

"You really deserve to be the Great Immortal Fox."

"I don't see the animal world without you."

"What is this for? Is it going to make a sworn marriage with the anchor?"

"You know what a fart, Daxian is begging for food."

Seeing this, Zhuang Qiu couldn't help feeding Hu Daxian.

Seeing the Great Immortal, Zhuang Qiu suddenly felt an inspiration descending from the sky, and couldn't help opening his mouth to sing.

"The premise is that you must first feel a trace of malice. Specifically, please break into my forest. The suggestion is that you stop playing those little tricks. My territory needs you. Who will be responsible for expressing your heart when the shotgun rings out? My heart is very positive and I can follow you all the way ~ I try to keep a good distance ~ Sincerely let people look down on ~”

"Doubt what experience is worthy of this trap

Use my territory to curry favor with you~like the foraging group showing mixed reviews~"

A piece of "Fox" is like the sound of nature in Zhuang Qiu's mouth, and its artistic conception is profound and unusual.

But because of this song, the live broadcast room was like fire again.

"woc, it sounds so nice, he is my male god!"

"Shocked! Unexpectedly, Master Zhuang's singing is comparable to the God of Songs!"

"Never heard of the series again in my lifetime."

"I think Master Zhuang's singing can really be compared with big stars."

"I love him to death, I want to marry him."

"A song that breaks the heart, where can I find a bosom friend?"

When Zhuang Qiu sang just now, there was a huge sensation, and the number of fans in the entire live broadcast room increased steadily, reaching 150 million in a blink of an eye.

Zhuang Qiu looked at the fanatical female fans in the barrage, and his heart was filled with joy.

The fans' enthusiasm was beyond Zhuang Qiu's expectation, and Zhuang Qiu couldn't help laughing while watching the barrage.

"It's so good, let's play another song."

"I haven't listened to it just now."

"Looking forward to the next song by God of Songs."

Faced with the enthusiasm of the fans, Zhuang Qiu had no choice but to respond in front of the screen with a smile: "Okay, okay, no problem, the next wave will be in place soon."

Zhuang Qiu came to the room, picked up a guitar, and sat down quite elegantly in front of the audience.

"Is this about to start?"

"I'm excited, this is the accompaniment."

"Want to accompany the song just now?"

"I'm going to have a meal first, and come back later."

At this moment, Zhuang Qiu's eyes showed a rare sadness, his pupils seemed to reflect gray, but they were so attractive, like a whirlpool.

"Da da da~" the sad accompaniment sounded.

"Miss Dong, you never forget your smile~ Even if you are eager to age like me~ Miss Dong, you are beautiful when the corners of your mouth are down"

"It's like the clear water under the Anhe Bridge ~ Miss Dong, I am also a complicated animal ~ I keep repeating what I said in my mouth ~ Miss Dong's drum tower is in a hurry ~ Strangers, please give me a Lanzhou"

The low and emotional "Miss Dong" ended in this way. The most important thing for a good piece of music is to be able to shake people's hearts and arouse people's sympathy for the past.

At this moment, Zhuang Qiu has done it, he is no longer alone, he is singing for his confidant.

"Woo, what a sad music."

"Master Zhuang is starting to feel sad."

"I didn't expect to become so negative. (Funny)"

Facing the barrage, Zhuang Qiu felt the need to come out and explain: "Everyone who is watching on the screen, this song is just me singing casually, everyone just listen to it for fun."

"It reminds me of that woman surnamed Tang, whom I also loved before."

"Forget love, Wang Yingying, I love you."

"Zhang Wei, I love you."

Unknowingly, the barrage now has become a love confession wall. It seems that these water friends have fallen into the memory of love.

Life is only as if you saw it at first, what is the autumn wind and the sad painting fan.

Zhuang Qiu couldn't help crossing this sentence in his heart, everyone will yearn for a beautiful love.

Who wouldn't want a sweet love at the beginning.

"Singing love songs so well, people must be very hurt."

"I think Master Zhuang must be a man who was hurt by love."

"It's so real, I've already reached the top of the building."

Zhuang Qiu saw something wrong with the limelight of the bullet screen, and quickly persuaded the elder brother who wanted to go to the roof to open it up.

Just when the live broadcast room was in full swing, the figure of a female anchor came into Zhuang Qiu's sight.

(End of this chapter)